Friday, 30 December 2011


BEFORE THE FLYING AWAY 

just touch me now, that in few moment 
I'm going to fly above the dales, 
trench, river, ocean, do not 
know the destination, 
beneath the wet 
clouds, above
the mosaic
horizon,
I do not know, where is that creator of 
my transparent wings, may be 
waiting for fill the color of 
beautiful life, if you love
me, do not waste the 
moment, just say 
as crazy 
waves,
let me submerge in your dominance !
glassy bubbles are waiting 
for a shelter of palm,
please stretch the
hand before 
falling 
down the delicate sentiments, embrace 
once again me, in a way that 
flying desire doesn't wish
to go away in the alien
land of strangers, 
keep nearer 
to your 
heart.

--  SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/